The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!

Chapter 817: Second Personality (4)

Xin’s face changed drastically: "Impossible!"

Impossible, absolutely impossible! She personally buried that bomb for Lan Yueru, there’s no way to remove it!

If Lan Yueru isn’t dead, doesn’t that mean... her threat had no effect at all? Yan Sijue and Mu Yiliang successfully married, Lan Yueru is still alive, and they don’t need to regret or feel guilty... Nothing has changed! Only she may never see tomorrow’s sun!

"I really hate it when someone threatens me," Yan Sijue said calmly, "Especially you, repeatedly challenging my bottom line."

Xin trembled all over, still refusing to believe the result: "Aunt Lan can’t still be alive! You must be lying to me!"

Yan Sijue burst out laughing.

He didn’t waste words with her anymore but casually swung the whip, which precisely landed on Xin’s body.

She gasped!

"Yan Sijue, could it be you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, another lash fell on her body! This time, it was harsher and more painful!

Xin bit her lips hard, didn’t dodge, as if confronting him, standing stiffly, letting the whip fall on her body again and again!

Eight...

Ten...

Fifteen...

Xin counted silently in her heart, her face gradually lost its color! Countless lash marks crisscrossed her body, some places had already seeped blood, looking quite terrifying!

Yan Sijue seemed to see this as merely a game to pass the time, his eyes cold, lips slightly curled with a hint of indifference.

After a while, Xin finally couldn’t hold it, spat bright red blood and knelt on the ground!

Her hands supported the ground, her whole body trembling!

"Enough... enough!" she said hoarsely, "Yan Sijue! If you’re a man, give me a swift death!"

No matter how determined she was, she couldn’t take it anymore!

The whip in Yan Sijue’s hand must be specially made, not only soaked in salt water but also with barbs, each lash seemed to burn her soul!

It hurt so much! It hurt to the point of trembling all over!

Yan Sijue chuckled: "Give you a swift death? How could that be possible? You’ve given me such a great gift, how could I not repay you properly?"

Xin shivered even more!

Yan Sijue’s eyes seemed to turn blood-red, the frequency of his swings grew faster and harsher!

Soon Xin didn’t even have the strength to speak, her whole body fell to the ground, except for an occasional twitch when the whip landed on her, she stopped moving completely!

Some lashes even struck her face, leaving several blood streaks that appeared appalling!

Seeing her motionless, Yan Sijue paused for a moment, signaled his man, who quickly brought in a bucket of ice water and splashed it on Xin!

She twitched in pain, waking from her coma! The ice water washed away the old blood, staining the ground a vivid red!

She breathed weakly, murmured: "Yan Sijue..."

The man heard the sound, walked slowly to her side, knelt down, and gently pinched her chin.

"You really like me, don’t you?" His voice was exceedingly gentle.

This sentence seemed to finally touch the softest spot in Xin’s heart, she trembled more violently, unable to resist sobbing, as if receiving great injustice.